𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ||mj✔︎(REVAMPED)

Adrenaline rush

6 year old Michael wakes up in the middle of the night, and heads over to his parents' room.

"Mommy wake up." he whispers, shaking Katherine awake. She sits up tiredly rubbing her eyes.

"Michael what is it now?" she breathes. This is the 7th time this week Michael has woken up at this time and bothered his mother

He simply shrugs as she sighs. "Go back to sleep Michael." she yawns

"I cant. I dont sleep. The voices..they're bothering me." he whines. Katherine didn't think much of what he just said, so she just carries him back to his room and puts him down on the bed

"Just stay here okay? What's bothering you?" She curiously asked him and he shrugs. He simply didn't know. "Are you having bad dreams?" she asks him and he looks around thinking for a second before shaking his head.

"Its just voices." he says and grips his head lightly, gently shutting his eyes closed.

Katherine just thought he meant he had a headache and went to get him some medicine.

She soon came back. "Now you should be fine. Come on go to bed." she softly says to him tucking him in as he still looks unsatisfied.

"Good night Michael." She said in a warning manner as she stood by the door grazing her hand on the light switch

"I guess." he quietly says looking up at the ceiling.

And she closes his door, hearing the faint sound of him talking to himself. Thinking it was his imagination.

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Omniscient~

"W-what?" Hayden stutters as she turns around and sees Michael, looking at her darkly and sickeningly. His face looked unhappy and muggy. She purses her lips

"I said, what the fuck are you doin' in here?" he repeats, walking slowly into the closet towards her. She looks behind her and gulps a bit before glancing behind her once again. She steps back each time he steps forward. "I-Im sorry.." she cowers seeing his eyes get darker and darker each second that passed by

"What did I tell you about goin' through my stuff?" he asks her menacingly, still slowly walking up to her. She could tell he isn't himself now. The dark look in his eyes began to form. She doesn't answer, shaking in fear. Her back hits the wall at the end of the closet and he is now face to face with her.

There was a look in his eye but it wasn't as crazy, it was more angry.

"This stuff is private." he lowly says and just by the calm tone of his voice she sensed hostility. He's angry, but is he safer just being angry or full on crazy? "I wanna go." she says. "I'll never come into your closet again. I just wanna go."

"Nah." he grits, putting his hand around her neck, but not tightly. She looks down at his hand, afraid he'll choke her again. "Don't ever come in here again. You hear?" his voice now shaking with anger. He didn't want her to see this place. It might scare her like it did to Sky. Once again, he seemed calm, but him not yelling almost made this more suspicious

"Okay." She lowly says looking down at the floor, her eyes filling with tears at the thought of something bad going down at this very moment. He notices her tears and he lets go of her. She attempts to just walk away like she always does but he stops her.

"Shit." He cursed and shook his head at the way he came at her again and exhaled deeply before continuing. "Just...promise me, you won't tell anybody what you saw in here." he tells her, the odd look in his eye slowly subsiding